Portsmouth, I saw
Kenny Tipton
(a former high school classmate) walk past me. He didn't see me and I didn't say anything to him. I walked to a small room in the back of the store where I saw
Roger Anderson and
Mary (also former high high school classmates) seated at a table.
Both looked as if they were in their late
20s. I hesitated about whether I should hug Mary, finally decided to do so, bent over and put my arms around her.

I hadn't seen her in a long time and
I was happy to see her again. I sat at the table and talked with
them both. Through a window I could see the sun casting its light over a red sky. I wondered if
Mary had ever married, but I didn't ask her. I told her I had seen Tipton in the store, but
I hadn't spoken to him. I never used to speak to him in high school. So why should I now?

Suddenly something made me aware that the store was coming under attack from enemy forces. I quickly led
Roger and Mary through a window and into a small narrow shed behind the store. The shed was perhaps a meter wide and two meters long.
Mary didn't want to go in at first, and I had to forcibly pull her inside.

We sat quietly on the floor of the shed until suddenly we felt the shed begin to move.
Looking outside, I could see the shadow of the shed on the ground. It was being carried by a fork lift. I hadn't counted on anything like that happening. I didn't think the enemy knew we were inside, but apparently they were going to take the shed somewhere to dispose of it. I began trying to figure out my next move.